The Day Tomorrow Stood Me Up

Think of this as the sun rising before mourning over a freshly exhumed and embalmed body....
...And the tide that pulled her away from me again...
All I can breath is the scent in your hair and now its no more than a waste of what I couldn’t say...
"Today feels like last week when you loved me."
Well today felt like a week when you were still alive
So what is it to live for now when she severed ties with hobby knives?
She kissed me before she killed herself and told me I wouldn’t have to look far for someone worth having
I feel like I should be hanging from " your right because you’re the only one I could ever love this way."
Instead of a smile and "ill see you tomorrow."
Ill die to live this down
She slipped her suicide note in my pocket and by the time I found it she was probly shedding her last tear...
...Happy that it’s over...
..It read itself out loud to me...
"I’m sorry that it’s this way and I had fun everyday we were together. Swings were never that fun when I was younger. I was too busy wondering why God hated me so much. It’s more than ashamed when you’re six and ready to die. I’m not that great, just insecure but you know me better than I expected anyone to that’s the real reason I walk out in front of cars with you..."
But I love you....
..And ill die screaming it...
Ten pages I went through with the ending of
"There’s someone out there better for you."
I’m affectionate for my best friend who killed herself.
Now I understand the way she did...
...The worlds not worth it...